“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”
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“Oh, really?”
Eyebrow raised, frowny, sharp. The male’s tone was deep, sarcastic and sounded surprisingly harsh. Walking closer to her, at a very slow pace, he had his hands down his pockets, nonchalent and yet tense attitude, threatening one. Icy eyes, he stood in front of the young woman, too close, his head over hers due to the height difference, as he was staring down on her.
“Then who’s fault was it, Hano Aika. Mine?”
He narrowed his eyes, his face moving close to hers, this time his raw charisma was just a burning one. At the end of his sentence though, he broke into a short snicker as his demeanor was just a play. “Kidding, I wouldn’t get mad for such a thing, there was no ‘look’. “ And it was true, Nakajima would get angry for pretty much anything but not this time, he had no real reason to be. “It was both of us fault actually.. But what should we do now?” Running his fingers through his raven hair, his expression was a pensive one. “I mean, throwing a surprise birthday party is great but now that we dropped the cake, we look like complete idiots. I will call someone to clean that mess. Should I ask Nami to buy a new one? This one was homemade, that won’t be the same but I doubt we have time to actually bake something. What do you think?” Sighing a bit, he was stretching his arms and neck muscles : the man was still a bit concerned by the situation. “ Plus we still haven’t hired any band. That’s another problem. ” Yuto wanted him and Aika to be able to throw the best surprise party ever for one of their common friend but they only had a few hours left to fix their mistakes and time was flying pretty fast.
